Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ling Fan was about to practice, when he suddenly glanced at the Spirit Gathering Pill in his hand, thinking that it was a dead horse being a living doctor anyway, so it would be better to try it than not to try it at all.

Ling Fan took off the stopper of a small orange bottle and poured out three green pills from it. These pills were the Spirit-Gathering Pills. Ling Fan took the three Spirit-Gathering Pills and then slowly closed his eyes.

, continue to practice.

My mind was completely immersed in the practice, and the world became dark. Suddenly, countless tiny fluorescent particles appeared in the dark world. These tiny particles were spirit sons.

Ling Fan could feel them clearly. He tried to call out, hoping that these spirit beings would enter his body, but these spirit beings did not listen to him and only lingered around his body.

In the past two years, he has thought about many reasons and tried every method, but in the end it didn't work. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't absorb the spirit. The body couldn't absorb the spirit, which meant that his strength would always stay at

The realm of a five-star spirit person can never be improved, he will always be looked down upon by others, he will never be able to hold his head high again, and he will always be looked down upon by others!

Thinking of this, Ling Fan became more and more agitated. He could no longer calm down and practice. He suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the bed, and ran out of the dormitory with all his strength, straight to the back hill.

There happened to be a commoner boy outside the dormitory who was about to enter the dormitory. Ling Fan, who was in a irritable mood, ran out and bumped into him: "Ling Fan, what's wrong with you?" When the commoner boy saw Ling Fan, whose face was a little red, he asked.

asked.

Ling Fan didn't answer the common man's words. He was in a very irritable mood now. Whenever he thought about this, he couldn't control his emotions. He didn't even realize that he had bumped into someone. He just wanted to run to the back hill and yell loudly.

Come out and roar out your anger!

The back mountain is not far from Ling Fan's dormitory. The dormitories of handyman disciples are usually in relatively remote and secluded areas of Tianling Sect. The back mountain of Tianling Sect is the most remote place in the entire Tianling Sect. Generally, there are few

The disciples go to the back mountain, because the back mountain is actually where Tianlingmen raises livestock and piles firewood, so no disciple will run to the back mountain without any trouble.

"Ah???" Standing on the top of the back mountain, looking into the distance, Ling Fan roared out his anger and irritable emotions loudly, and shouted towards the sky and into the distance without sparing any effort!

He hates, he is angry, he hates the injustice and the inhumaneness of God! Why does God want to play such a big joke on him? If he wants his talent to be good, why does he have to take his talent away? If he just takes it back

He wouldn't hate or get so angry about his own talent, because at least he can still practice. But God has even taken away his right to practice. If he was just an ordinary disciple from the beginning, maybe when he finds out

He can no longer practice, and he can't think about it like this; but God has played a big joke on him here. He is not an ordinary disciple. On the contrary, he was once the most dazzling genius of Tianling Sect, known as Tianling.

The most outstanding genius in the past century!

"Ah??? Why! God, why are you doing this to me!" Ling Fan roared loudly. Only in this way could he shout out his anger. In the past two years, Ling Fan has been in a bad mood every time.

Sometimes, he would go to the back mountain and shout his anger and hatred out loud like this. Otherwise, if he kept it in his heart, he would go crazy.

When Ling Fan roared, he roared with all his strength. After roaring, his face turned red, his head felt a little dizzy, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

At this time, the sky has been completely shrouded in night. In the night sky, the sky is full of stars blinking; the moon like a silver plate hangs high in the night sky, bringing a glimmer of brilliance to the night, like hope in the dark night.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Ling Fan began to calm down after venting his anger. He knew that being angry would not solve the problem.

Unknowingly, he remembered his old days. At that time, he was still a peerless genius in the Tianling Sect. He was admired by countless disciples in the sect. He was praised by the elders in the sect every day, and the head of the sect also favored him.

.At that time, he could be said to be the proud son of Tianling Sect, and he was favored by thousands of people. No fellow disciple in Tianling Sect dared to mess with him. Every disciple would greet him with respect when they saw him, every day.

There are countless disciples who flatter him.

But all this changed two years ago, completely changed. I remember that year when he was sixteen, one day when he was practicing, he was shocked to find that his body could not absorb the spirit son. That was how it went.

For a few days, he didn't tell anyone. He thought it was just a small accident while he was practicing. But after a few days, he realized that he was wrong. He couldn't believe that this kind of thing would happen to him.

His body can no longer contain the spirit child!

What does it mean if the body cannot contain the spirit son? It means that it can no longer practice and its strength can no longer be improved.

At that time, Ling Fan was really panicked. Completely confused, he immediately told his master Zhao Gong about the matter. Zhao Gong had never encountered such a situation. He checked Ling Fan's body several times and couldn't find the reason.

.In the end, I had to place my hope on the leader. The leader is the most powerful person in Tianling Sect and has the most experience. But in the end, even the leader was unable to do anything. The elders in the sect also tried various methods, but in the end they all failed.

It's a futile effort.

After all, Ling Fan is the most outstanding disciple of the Tianling Sect in the past century, and the most promising disciple to revive the reputation of the Tianling Sect. They do not want such a talented disciple with a great future to die like this. But gradually, these elders and masters

They all began to feel disappointed. They tried many methods, but Ling Fan still couldn't absorb the spirit child.

Slowly, Ling Fan was no longer a rising star that attracted much attention. The elders in the sect no longer paid attention to him, and the head of the sect was also extremely disappointed with him. In the end, his status and treatment also underwent earth-shaking changes, and Ling Fan became a heavenly spirit.

The disciple who is a handyman in the outer sect of the sect suffers the cold eyes from the disciples in the sect.

From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, from the admiration of thousands of people to the object of ridicule, this huge gap allowed Ling Fan to truly experience all kinds of things in the world. If it weren't for his master who always encouraged and supported him,

In the first month, he might not be able to bear the blow and committed suicide.

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Ling Fan laughed to himself, does he still have a chance to succeed in this life? Is there still hope?

Suddenly, the dark ring on Ling Fan's right hand glowed with black light, and then an illusory figure covered in black robe appeared in front of Ling Fan, with a slightly hoarse but seductive voice.

Xu Chuan said: "Do you want to become a strong person? I can help you!"
Chapter completed!